There is no friendship between Heinrich and Lin Xiang. If the Ella Blauke family had not been required to become the leader of the alliance and stabilize the situation in the north, Lin Xiang would not have wasted the transformation potion and turned this family heir who was still valuable to be excavated into his own alliance army.

It is difficult to tell what this disgust comes from? Perhaps it is because it has existed in the deep mind since the old times, and the disgust and hatred for the powerful and officials have been subconsciously extended to Heinrich, who has not had a feud with him and cannot be said to be hatred or hostile.

Corruption, dirty, wealth and sex transactions, privileges that overtake all civilians

Lin Xiang understands the true meaning of the so-called "democratic centralism" better than anyone else.

Under the legal interpretation of countless party committee secretaries, "democracy" is actually a group of people who are trampled on by high-ranking power in the social system of the old era, and used as a stinky and stinky cloth to cover their pants. The key is "concentration". The demands and protests of millions of civilians must be subject to "concentration", but in fact they are just serving pigs, dogs and beasts wearing red hats, and are exclusively under the banner of privileges of party members.

Lin Xiang once admired the great figures who came from the war years - they were real heroes and leaders. The crazy belief in the bearded man of the surname Ma and the bald sternism of the Russian surname has been transformed into a force that supports the resurgence of the country and the nation from the ruins. However, this excellent characteristic has not been continued. It has only been decades, and it has no more than four generations for a long time. The morality of thrift and integrity and self-discipline has disappeared.

Lin Xiang was very puzzled——If the purpose of establishing a new world is just to make future generations burst out again in a state of unbearable oppression, then why not just establish the imperial system directly? And we must use the dirty and rotten cloth of "democracy"?

Perhaps it was because of the Red Republican Army, or the hatred of the superiors in the instinctive consciousness. Lin Xiang had never liked any member of the family. Even Heinrich, who took the initiative to show goodwill to himself and was willing to become the link between the Northern Alliance and Longtengling, was no exception.

But he had to save him.

There is still darkness ahead.

The sun will not wake up from dead people or explosions, shortening the sleeping time and suddenly jump into the sky. In the wilderness night, it emits a smell of blood and rotten like usual. Gradually, flashing green halos began to appear on the horizon——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

When the sky turns bright and the sun shines on the earth again, there is no longer any blood and flesh on the sand. Even if the feces and urine flows out of the intestines of the deceased and mixed with blood, it will become a rare delicious meal in the mouth of the rotten wolf.

When rotten wolf eats shit, people also have to eat wolf meat. It is hard to say who is dirtier than who is, just to survive.

Hold the steering wheel, half-press the accelerator with your toes, and the red pointer on the speedometer is firmly fixed on the scale of 80 yards per hour. Only when the tires run over the ground obstacles or sunkens and make violent shakes and shocks, the tip of the needle will shake left and right, like an addict who suddenly injected a large dose of "Jet" trembles violently. When everything returns to peace, continue to repeat the stability of your own silence.

According to Heinrich's request, he was transferred to Lin Xiang's car and sat in the rear compartment that was firmly guarded by two guards.

"Thank you for saving me."

It has been nearly half an hour since he got on the bus. This sentence has been said more than ten times over and over again. It seems that this is the only syllable that can be sent from his lips and tongue.

Lin Xiang looked at the scenery that kept sweeping back from the front without saying a word. The answer was meaningless, and he had no desire to speak at all.

The information sent by Captain Sok was very timely—the document clearly indicated that Aphra had completely terminated all support plans for Longteng Ling. At the same time, he sent liaison troops to negotiate with the Northern Family Alliance on the overall strategic deployment. Its purpose was only one: the alliance must do its best to attack the rear of Longteng Ling in a short period of time. If necessary, it could even cooperate with the "Sword of God" with conditions or make concessions. In short, the head and tail of Longteng Ling must be kept in check. If Lin Xiang concentrated his troops to deal with the threat of the Black Prison Empire in the south, then the alliance army from the north could take advantage of the situation to capture a large area of ​​territory originally belonging to Sosbia.

Very crazy.

Very vicious.

It's also very effective.

Lin Xiang did not have so many troops to fight on both sides. In order to stabilize the situation in the north, he ordered the Management Committee to enter into a series of trade agreements with the family alliance. The contents of which could only barely guarantee transportation and manual consumption, exchange resources with the alliance at extremely low prices. While this commercial agreement brought rich profits to the alliance, it could also ensure that the situation in the north became stable to a certain extent. At least, when fighting against the southern direction, a sharp knife would not be extended from behind.

Alfra's move forced Lin Xiang to a dead end where there was no room for retreat. It also means that there was no possibility of discussion and peace between Longtengling and the "Redener" group.

Fortunately, as I said to Wang Biao before, Lin Xiang still holds several unknown trump cards in his hand.

The "Reformer Plan" has fully entered the implementation stage through experimental analysis.

Land Walker's modified warriors made with living foundations have parasites with two-star or three-star strength. Since they are not sudden mutations, they will not emit the unique aura of superpowers. Although the biological culture room at the 6571 base can produce a large number of biological proteins, they cannot create a large enough transformer army in a short period of time. Even after repeated demonstrations by Land Walker, the assembly line plan that is recognized as being able to carry out quantitative production must be ensured that the transformer has individual independent consciousness and original thinking ability. This has become a hindrance to quantitative production to a large extent. As of two days ago, there were only 306 transformed soldiers coming out of the training compartment. After layers of selection, a laboratory group composed of Land Walker himself and dozens of trained doctors worked together, and the average monthly output could only reach about fifty to fifty-seven.

The pure-blooded parasitic army, which mainly consists of the indigenous people of Yinyue Town, has been sent to the south. At present, the Transformer Army is the only established unit in Lin Xiang's hands that can be used for mobility. They are very elite and have much better weapon configuration than ordinary soldiers. However, the number is too small, which is disproportionate to the tens of thousands of armed personnel in the Northern Alliance.

Lin Xiang needs a stable north. If the alliance leader refuses or turns to the "Redener", the direct and effective method is to force him by force and support a puppet that tends to be himself.

From any perspective, Heinrich is the best candidate.

However, the development of the situation was far beyond the speed when Lin Xiang got information from Captain Soke and immediately set out to head north.

In the castle of Ellabrook, there are also spies lurking in Longteng. Although Gliffiz is obese, it does not prevent his flexible and changeable exploration of the tentacles from spreading in all directions and extending to every noteworthy corner of the wasteland world.

Aphra himself did not personally go to Ellabrook City and went to the family alliance territory to a hundred-man armored combat squadron belonging to the "Redeners". However, to outsiders who do not know their true identity, they are all members of the Skeleton Knights who have the ability to control or destroy the world.

The spy has eyes and ears that are more sensitive than ordinary people, but they cannot hear or see all the details of the occurrence. Using the remote communicator to send back the information from the General Staff of the Yinyue City, it can only show the number of members of the Knights, equipment, individual abilities and actual ranks that enter the family alliance for contact. More importantly, the family alliance has completely different attitudes towards the Longteng Ling after contacting it.

After the Battle of the North, in order to facilitate the communication and information exchange between the two sides, Lin Xiang set up a temporary foreign affairs agency with thirty-two personnel in the core city of the alliance, the castle where the Aila Blauke family is located. Just after the Knights' Combat Squadron had contacted the alliance for more than 24 hours, the Longteng Leader's foreign affairs contact point was suddenly attacked by unidentified militants, and all members of the organization were killed. At the same time, the alliance meeting announced that in view of the Aila Blauke family's weak attitude in foreign trade and interest struggle during their reign, the status of the Speaker of the Aila Blauke Patriarch League will be abolished. This highest title of power will be taken over by Mrs. Swerna from the Karazaweisen family.

The first thing this 73-year-old woman did after she came to power was to fully reorganize the alliance army and declare war on Long Tengling.

The off-road vehicle was still pounding on the undulating ground, galloping towards the north where the castle of Ellabrook is located.

Heinrich sat in a fully sealed carriage, half-down his head, dazed and didn't know what he was thinking.

He no longer repeats words like thanks——Lin Xiang has never responded to this, and chatting endlessly will only make him even more stupid.

After a long time, Heinrich's light blue gaze began to shift and slowly settled on the metal baffle with assault rifles hanging behind the carriage.

"Give me a gun and bullets."

His voice was hoarse and his tone was trembling.

Lin Xiang was still driving an off-road vehicle unmoved.

"Give me weapons, I need them———"

Heinrich's tone was aggravated. His eyes were red, his palms were tightly squeezing into fists, and syllables slowly burst out from the gaps between the teeth that were constantly clenched.

Lin Xiang did not look back, and there was a faint ridicule hanging on his cold cheeks. This made his overly beautiful face look even more eye-catching.

"Please give me weapons I need them----"

Without any warning, Heinrich jumped up from his seat, but the guards sitting on both sides pressed their shoulders and thighs tightly, and pressed back to the chair that had just left for a while. He twisted his body desperately, regardless of the possible burst of wounds that had just been wrapped in bandages, and screamed like a wounded beast.

"Please even if it's just a grenade or a knife. As long as you can kill people, I'm willing to exchange everything for it. Give me you must give it to me———"

Perhaps because he felt that the movement behind him was too great, Lin Xiang turned his head and glanced at the image of Heinrich hanging from the roof of the car to look at the rear mirror. He continued driving without saying a word, ignored the excited and almost crazy passenger.

"Promise me——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Big tears surged from Heinrich's open eyes. He suddenly cried and raked his head hard at the chair behind Lin Xiang, vaguely shouting inexplicable words.

His hands and body were controlled by the guards beside him, so he could only use this primitive and simple method to try his best to attract Lin Xiang's attention.

"slave"

Recalling these two words lightly, Lin Xiang's thinking consciousness slowly drifted away, as if he had returned to the dirty era a century ago, filled with power suppression and wantonly depriving the people of their will and wealth.

Even he himself didn't understand why after a hundred years of silence, he suddenly remembered those things that should have been forgotten, abandoned into the old paper, and thrown away forever as historical garbage?

"I have a good dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, I have a good dad"

This is a nursery rhyme.

But in that era, I had to be connected with family and life.

"If you were not Aila Blauke, would you have everything you are deprived of now?"

Lin Xiang's voice was hollow and cold, but Heinrich couldn't understand it, and it was different from the same kind of sadness he had experienced at this moment.

"Of course not."

Lin Xiang was asking and answering questions, but with the roar of the car engine, his speech sounded a little confused and difficult to distinguish: "I believe you did not lie. People who are dominated by anger and grief can easily have despair thoughts that must be exchanged for death and hatred. But how long can this emotion that relies entirely on excitement and violence last? Revenge and murder, what is your true heart? Are you for me? Or for yourself? Or for Ella Blauke? Can you give an answer that truly satisfy yourself?"

Lin Xiang did not hate Heinrich. He only developed an instinctive hostility to the power owner in his subconscious mind. There is no doubt that this consciousness comes from the destruction of the old social class composition system. Now, he has entered the high level of the pyramid that ruled millions of people. But he still cannot curb the flames of anger burning deep in his heart. This may be because of the "Savior", or Aphra, or even he himself cannot explain clearly, and has no connection with each other. But he cannot calm down, nor can he eliminate the increasingly strong desire for abuse and bloodthirst in the consciousness space.

He stepped on the brakes hard. The off-road vehicle that suddenly lost power was pulled by inertia and slid dozens of meters away on the dry sand. After deeply plowing out two alternating ruts, he stopped in the darkness that was so dense that it could never melt.

Lin Xiang, who could have violent flames in his eyes, pushed open the car door and jumped down, walked aimlessly, raised his head suddenly, facing the dark sky where there was no starlight or moonlight, tightened his muscles, opened his mouth, and burst into great pain, but could not be relieved.

He missed the era that had been destroyed more than ever.

Although it is full of one or another dirty and irreparable defects, it is a civilized and glorious history after all. Now there is only a desperate desolation.

Even Lin Xiang himself didn't understand why he got angry at Heinrich?

He just wanted to find an excuse to vent.

I just want to be cold and don’t want others to see through my heart.

It’s just that you need to use the help of others to be lonely and improve your status and worship values.

Everything is true.

He is not perfect, not a great leader with excellent qualities in the book, nor is he a hero respected by all the people.

He would cry for no reason and laugh meaninglessly, get angry because of something inconspicuous and unimportant, and arrange more important things because of his personal desires. He has extremely powerful parasitic power after being transformed by the virus. In his bones, essence, consciousness, and thinking are still an ordinary earthling.

"God, I'll fuck you/mom/**————"

He roared and scolded with all his might, spread far in the empty wilderness, and was blown away by the whistling night wind.

Lin Xiang didn't know who he should scold. But he just wanted to scold people and vent.

Tears filled my eyes.

There is no reason, but I just want to cry.

Heinrich has already walked out of the off-road vehicle.

Not only him, but also the entire convoy, and everyone, walked behind Lin Xiang, silently watching the leader standing in the wilderness, roaring wildly towards the sky and the darkness, like the leader in the novel who fought desperately with the windmill.

He staggered and walked slowly to more than three meters behind Lin Xiang. Heinrich repeated the words he had already said in the car with a blank expression.

"Give me weapons. I am your slave———"

"Why?"

Lin Xiang did not turn around, but could hear a heavy gasp from his mouth and nose.

"I want to take revenge———"

Without crying and gritting teeth, Heinrich's voice was as light as the wind and as calm as water.

Lin Xiang did not answer. His eyes emitted a deep light in the darkness, like a wolf driven by hunger.v!~!
Chapter completed!